Chapter 43

"I see. When I see Cheng Deqing, I'll try my best to speak for you."

Song Xi put down this sentence and turned to leave.

Seeing this, Georges Sheng said in a voice, "are you going to see Cheng Deqing directly?"

Song Xi looked up at him, his eyes revealed: otherwise?

George Sheng and her four eyes opposite, a few seconds later, suddenly asked: "waist how?"

Song Xi is stunned. Unexpectedly, he suddenly asks this question. She just wants to say that it's OK, but she suddenly understands what he means before she speaks.

Ten minutes later, Wang Qingbin appeared at the bottom of the building. Yuanbao was waiting at the door. When the door opened, not only Wang Qingbin but also a man with a medicine box came down.

Wang Qingbin looked at Yuanbao and asked, "is Miss Song's waist serious again?"

Yuanbao replied, "please go up and have a look."

The three went upstairs together. At the door of the master bedroom, Yuanbao knocked on the door. When he heard Georges Sheng say "come in", the three dared to push the door in.

Before I saw anyone, I heard Georges Sheng's soft voice, "don't cry. The doctor will be here soon. Let someone take a look at it for you."

As they spoke, they turned over the side wall and looked forward.

On one side of the big bed, Song Xi is lying there with an air-conditioned blanket on his body. George Sheng is sitting next to her with a frown and worried eyes.

Wang Qingbin saw this and said in a hurry: "Mr. Qiao, the doctor has brought it."

George Sheng got up from the bedside, his eyes still dignified, and said, "please, brother Wang."

Wang Qingbin quickly replied: "no trouble, let the doctor help Miss song first. If it's serious, send it to the hospital immediately. The car is below."

George Sheng let out a "hum". At this time, the doctor had come to the bedside, put down the medicine box and politely said, "Miss Song, I'll check it for you."

Song Xi's face is buried between her arms. People can't see the expression on her face, but with a painful voice, they say, "OK."

The doctor opened the air-conditioning blanket and pressed Song Xi's waist with his hand, "does it hurt here?"

"It hurts."

"And here?"

"Well."

Song Xi's pain is not pretended, but real. In the process of communicating with the doctor about the cause of the pain, she naturally didn't mention sleeping on the sofa last night, but she also knows that her old waist, occupational disease, too much work every day, standing too long, and the doctor has more or less spinal and shoulder problems.

The discussion between the colleagues was even more concise. The doctor also concluded that Song Xi's old disease recurred, and there was no good treatment, because the disease was accumulated over the years, and he could only prescribe two painkillers if it was extremely painful.

"Miss Song's low back pain is quite serious. She can have as much rest as possible without walking these two days. It would be better if someone around her can massage. Effective massage can also relieve the low back pain."

The doctor looked at George Sheng and said, after all, his woman, the doctor is a man, can't dare to massage Song Xi in front of George Sheng.

Sure enough, George Sheng said, "if I press it for her, you can tell me what else you need to pay attention to."

The doctor said that Song Xi can't sleep in a soft bed, can't stretch a lot or do strenuous exercise. He said that he still had to keep it.

While listening, Georges Sheng helps Song Xi cover the blanket and rubs his big hand across her waist.

Such a curtain falls in the eyes of those who have a heart, which naturally means that George Sheng loves song Xi, but not Song Xi.

Yuan Bao sends Wang Qingbin and the doctor downstairs. As the door closes, George Sheng's hand leaves Song Xi's waist and goes to the side. He really distinguishes acting from reality.

Song Xi raised his face from his arm, looked for his man and asked in a voice, "will Cheng Deqing come?"

Georges Sheng said, "it depends on how many kilos you have."

Song Xi leaves his sight and lies down again.

According to her meaning, she is a younger generation. Of course, she is asked to go to Cheng Deqing in person. But what Georges Sheng said is unreasonable. He takes the initiative and takes the initiative with others, but there is always a difference between them. Moreover, this performance can just test Song Xi's weight in Cheng Deqing's mind. If Cheng Deqing doesn't come, even if Song Xi takes the initiative to go to Cheng Deqing, it's hard to talk about it, We are not 100% sure in our hearts. We can only cast a stone first and ask the way.

Song Xi lay on the bed for a while, and the posture was uncomfortable, so she slowly propped up her arms and twisted her waist, from lying on her stomach to lying on her back.

George Sheng is sitting on the sofa a few meters away, holding the book of officialdom in his hand. The room is quiet. The most comfortable temperature of human body is under constant temperature air-conditioning. No matter what the sun is outside the glass, it is not as hot as the people in the room.

Song Xi is a little sleepy, but she can't sleep. She is thinking about something in her heart. She doesn't know if Cheng Deqing will come. If she doesn't come, what's her next step?

Just wait, time goes by, almost an hour and forty minutes later, Georges Sheng's mobile phone rings, he connects, Song Xi hears him say: "good."

Just a word, hang up the phone, he got up and walked towards the bed.

Song Xi asked, "what's the matter?"

George Sheng said, "Cheng Deqing is here."

At the moment of hearing this, Song Xi doesn't know whether she is happy or nervous. Georges Sheng has already sat down by the bed. Song Xi knows that the second scene is about to be played again. She immediately enters the state and writes the pain on her face.

Not long after, the door was knocked, and Yuanbao's voice came from outside: "brother Sheng, Mr. Cheng is here."

Georges Sheng personally went to open the door. When Cheng Deqing turned the corner, he saw Song Xi supporting his waist to get out of bed. He leaned on a crutch and said, "don't get off. Lie down quickly. How can you do this well?"

Song Xi can't help but get up. She smiles on her slightly tired face and says, "grandfather Cheng, how are you here? I'm fine. "

"What's all right? Xiao Wang told me. He said you were uncomfortable when you went out in the morning. Why didn't you tell me? It's not easy to see you get out of bed. "

Song Xi is always smiling and tries to minimize the serious illness.

Yuanbao was going to move a chair for Cheng Deqing, but Song Xi didn't let him. He had to go to the sofa to talk. No matter how to say that Cheng Deqing is also in power. It's love to take the initiative to see her, but she can't go too far. If she lies down and talks to Cheng Deqing, what's the matter?

In fact, from this small detail, it is not difficult to see that Song Xi is a sensible person. George Sheng understands it, and Cheng Deqing knows it better.

When he got to the sofa, Song Xi asked Cheng Deqing to sit first. She sat opposite George Sheng. Wang Qingbin put down a Thermos Pot. Cheng Deqing said, "let the kitchen cook soup for you. The doctor doesn't say that you can only support your waist. In recent years, what I drink most is soup. It really supports people."

Song Xi's eyes full of apology and gratitude, "grandfather Cheng, I'm so sorry to come to see you and give you trouble."

Cheng Deqing put his crutch aside, patted his thigh with his hand, and said in a voice, "if you come here, it's like going back to your own home. Your child is too distressing. If your father sees you like this, don't feel so bad."